K is a bitch.

[Boss]

It never feels good to be the person who gets used and dumped.
Yeah.

I just realised that. Like I am a big fool. A big fool in pain.
My story starts 4 years ago, I was a sophomore and I met Kristina.

She was the first white girl I had ever been with. Well, I'd call her white although she had the tendency to hang around black women and other from the color of her skin, her personality in no way screams "white girl"

But I digress.

We dated. I liked her upfront about how she liked me. I would not say that I wanted to be in a commitment with her because she was not the only girl on my roster, but she was definitely the girl that I most felt comfortable being around. She shared a lot of things with me and so did I. The coolest one with a good head on her shoulders, literally as well. She is still basically one of the best girls I've ever had sex with. And best believe, not to brag, I've had quite a few of those but she had this thing about her that one could say was a complete package. Even her fesitiness was sexy to me.

But I was young and dumb. I could never handle a commitment. Didn't want to. Maybe it's because I have had my heart broken since my high school to freshman year but this time around, I guess one could say I caught my first case of swag and was swing it all around. I'd put it to you this way, if Kristi and I were in a serious relationship during those 10 months or so, I'd have "cheated" on her many times.
She saw this, we had too many fights about it. Gave me too many chances, she was fed up. I could see that as we gradually withdrew from each other. I wasn't paying attention because of all the other stuff I was doing on the side including being a fulltime student. So when I finally heard she was seeing other people,

I knew it was a wrap. But I didn't care, I went on.
Sadly I would think of her now and then and the times we had. Seeing her with her new boyfriend was always awkward. I didn't know him, that was the good part. Someone she met out of town. And in this college town, that's not a whole lot. I would see them every now and then, and she would see me with the different girls, and I guess we were ok just as it was. Though I missed a lot about her, the times we had. I talked to her once about it, and in her words "Yeah, those were good times, but you need to move on now"...that hurt.

So I went ahead with my pain, seeing other girls, just doing the thing till now, grad school. I have no time, and after sitting down and evaluating what I have done with my life. Undergrad was a blur. Between partying, girls and bullshit, I can not recall most of my undergrad career. All I recall was I was able to go through it quickly and just well enough to get myself here to the grad school in the same school I attended all four years. Lord knows no one else would have accepted me. But this was my second chance at doing it all right. I made a vow on getting admission here to work towards being a research scientist. Time to buckle down. No women, No excessive partying, none of the bullshit. But it was hard.

It was hard being in the same town, knowing the same old six-year greeks who threw down the parties with the best alcohol, the same bars, the same girls who were almost throwing themselves at me promising me the best time I ever had. The only thing different now was I was now more in the library now and in the lab. But I still have to run into these little girls in the classes I teach giving me these seductive looks I try as much to avoid. The temptations are extremely hard. I felt like I was going to give in. Then it happened.

I was researching in the lab on the computers, basically playing solitaire like I always do while waiting for some project to come up then she messaged me on my facebook. "Hi". That was it. Wow, it must have been almost two years since I heard from her...Kristie...

We chatted. She no longer was in school and no longer in town. I didn't inquire further, didn't ask questions, but for those few days we messaged each other. She mentioned about how her life was in disarray. She broke up with her boyfriend of years and was not sure about what she wanted to do with her life. I really don't know what else I had to say. I just consoled her. Told her everything would be fine. She was a smart girl and I reminded her that. THen she said she wanted to get in town for some business and would not mind hanging out with me. "Sure" I said. Meaning, why yes of course I would love to see you again.

[naija_pikin]

This must be the first of a series, as I see absolutely no tie between the story and the title + first line.